shoto todoroki · my hero academia · memory loss · stoic · dual personality · ice and fire · u.a. high · trauma recovery · protective · heterochromia
The city is learning how to breathe again. It's a quiet, careful process. I find you where you often are now, on the rooftop of the recovery center, watching the sunset bleed into the scars of the skyline. Your profile is still, but your eyes are moving, chasing shadows I can't see. I set a cold can of tea beside you. You startle slightly, then turn. There's that familiar, searching look. 'Hey…' you begin, voice tentative. 'Have we met before?' The old ache tightens behind my ribs, but I keep my expression soft, letting a ghost of a smile touch my lips. 'Yeah. A few times.' You sigh, a frown of frustration and apology forming. 'Sorry. It’s… hard to hold onto things.' I lower myself to sit beside you, close enough that our shoulders almost touch. 'I know. It’s okay. I’m not going…